Vital Spirit - Still as the Night, Cold as the Wind

Withering Fire

Jerusalem, captain!
Yonder comes a thousand Indians!

A single horse
To draw Hays in
Twenty warriors
To foment bloodthirst

Circumventing the ambush
With nerves of steel
Trounced, forced to flee
The Rangers on their heels

Charge their flank
Hold the line
Crowd them!
Powder-burn them!

Hand to hand
Rough and tumble
Under withering fire
Pursued for miles

The running fight dragged on
Until a shot rang out
The warriors scattered in despair
Their Chief fell dead from his mount

A bullet for every finger
Unceasing slaughter from horseback
At the Battle of Walker's Creek
The Comanches met their match

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Writer(s): Kyle Tavares
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